mary douglas

Papier Mache, How Lovely Was The World - Poem by mary douglas

to Sharon

papier mache, how lovely was the world
when you were small: hand-painted in
mauve and green and with a streak

of blue when you got tired of holding the
brush the way your sister said to;
we carried crepe paper streamers carefully

from one end to the other and fastened them-
feting the moon, the stars, the ornamental sun
on someone's charm bracelet hidden in the closet

before christmas.
let oranges rain down and peppermint sticks.
oh let the earth be mauve and green again and spinning

spinning with its own dream under the glitter paste;
its paper roses sleeping bud by bud
in pink tissue.

though this was long ago and candy shelled.
or wishing welled, said someone, still.
and we have left no tracks in the snow
as if we were angels then.

mary angela douglas 22 june 2014

Topic(s) of this poem: Childhood

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 23, 2014

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